He was researching stuff for a big sex article, hence the ‘fiestas,’ if he had known a few magazines would have opened her long term sexual coffer... he would have had her read them months ago, and yes he was frustrated too. She began to speak but thought better of it as he went on that as long as she always loved him and the k**s, didn’t cause a problem he would be delighted if she would experiment, find a lover, try well, anything she wanted to try and tell him every little detail. Just under. There was a timid knock at the door. I opened it and Cindy stood there a small smile on her face. "Good morning Cindy, come in please." I opened the door for her.She stepped inside and said. "Good Morning Master." Cindy, in this house slaves are not permitted to wear clothes. Please remove yours." Yes Sir." She dropped her clothes which revealed no undergarments. She was nervous as the others looked at her and she was looking at them. Yes she was a professional and use to being in command and. Lucius she saw but rarely, and on those occasions his face hard and showing deep furrows that previously she had never noticed.Castle Stalker was Voldemort's latest stronghold and now his favourite meeting place. Voldemort's morning had been busy, filled with a string of meetings, much of them devoted to a topic he did not particularly care for: money. Attempting to take over the world was an expensive undertaking, and the Dark Lord was always looking for more money to fund his operations.. I look down and see a notification from snapchat that I received a picture from Candace. That in itself wasn’t strange, as she would occasionally send stuff to both me and my wife of funny or random stuff. So I picked up my phone, swiped on the notification, and it was selfie of Candace in what appeared to be the bathroom. The caption said, “I guess this means I need to get you something in return??” I was puzzled by the comment. I didn’t know what she meant, and thought maybe she sent it to.